Okay, I’ll admit it. Wives can sometimes be annoying, but it’s extremely rare. My husband, Michael, would disagree with the latter part of this statement and would bring up our first visit to Krispy Kreme donuts to illustrate his point.

It was a monumental event when Krispy Kreme donuts came to town. For months, it was impossible to even get within a mile of the shop. In vain the police tried to keep the traffic patterns in south Denver from constant gridlock.

After about six months, my husband and I noticed that the line of people winding around the Krispy Kreme building was down to about sixty people, so I braved going in. After about forty-five minutes, I reached …